I was surrounded by children, but there was no adult around.

In the city there was fenced and surrounded by barbed wire.

It was always rainy, it was always muddy, it was very depressing.

That's a darta rebera.

He's a professor and founder of the Brain Institute at the Federal University of Rio Grande de

Norte in Brazil.

Every once in a while we had to go there and one child had to go inside and everybody

would be watching.

The boy or the girl would go inside and go upstairs, all the lights were off and suddenly

in one window we would see lights going on, we would see the profiles of the witch and

the kids and the scream.

So it was really, really horrible.

The memory that the darta is describing sounds terrifying and so vivid, but it's also

not real.

It was all a dream, a series of bad dreams actually.

They began after his father died when siddhartha was just five years old.

I developed another dream that was not nearly as negative, it was not a horror movie, it was

like a suspense thriller.

This one I was a detective looking for a mad criminal that was hiding in the airport and

then I had a male figure that could be my father, it wasn't my father, but it was a

tall man with dark hair and he was helping me, but I was more active than he was.

In the end I couldn't find the criminal and I leave the place and there's a camera,

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